Rock and Roll Stories
My personal Spinal Tap moment came when we got locked into the Festival Hall in London by accident. We ended up wandering the maze of backstage corridors carrying a three foot high piece of cheese looking for the one door that would lead us to salvation.
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( , Thu 29 Jun 2006, 13:47)
My personal Spinal Tap moment came when we got locked into the Festival Hall in London by accident. We ended up wandering the maze of backstage corridors carrying a three foot high piece of cheese looking for the one door that would lead us to salvation.
What goes on tour may stay on tour, but B3ta doesn't count. Tell us everything.
( , Thu 29 Jun 2006, 13:47)
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An Oasis of calm
I went to the first of the Oasis gigs at Knebworth in 199-something. I went at the end of a week-long camping trip with mates and with one of them we left a day early, very much looking forward to our own beds and some kip.
Except, I had to pick up another friend from the station that evening as she was coming with us. Her train was delayed and one thing led to another so off the back of four hours sleep after a week of less in tents, we got up at the crack of dawn and made our way to the gig.
My friends slept in the car all the way there. I did ok on no sleep for a while and enjoyed, if memory serves, The Bootleg Beatles and Ocean Colour Scene among others. By the time the Chemical Brothers came out though I pretty much collapsed. There I slept for an hour, 12 feet from the base of a speaker stack the size of a house.
Rock n roll? No, toss and turn.
( , Wed 5 Jul 2006, 14:21, Reply)
I went to the first of the Oasis gigs at Knebworth in 199-something. I went at the end of a week-long camping trip with mates and with one of them we left a day early, very much looking forward to our own beds and some kip.
Except, I had to pick up another friend from the station that evening as she was coming with us. Her train was delayed and one thing led to another so off the back of four hours sleep after a week of less in tents, we got up at the crack of dawn and made our way to the gig.
My friends slept in the car all the way there. I did ok on no sleep for a while and enjoyed, if memory serves, The Bootleg Beatles and Ocean Colour Scene among others. By the time the Chemical Brothers came out though I pretty much collapsed. There I slept for an hour, 12 feet from the base of a speaker stack the size of a house.
Rock n roll? No, toss and turn.
( , Wed 5 Jul 2006, 14:21, Reply)
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